Unearthed

Hope everyone is having an amazing week. We’re almost to the weekend mark, so yayyy congratulations on making it this far! So I have an amusing q for y’all, isn’t it just interesting when you’re having a conversation with someone you know and everything sounds like a legal disclaimer? I find such conversations to be super fascinating., especially for the person at the talking end of it..I mean what are you afraid of saying…what are you afraid will slip out? None the less….I just found it amusing, thought I’d share the thots. None the less you know the drill, lemme know what you guys think of the poem below. Feel free to leave comments, opinions & thots, I’d love to engage in a discussion with you guys!

Unearthed

Pulled from my roots,Yanked through time and space,No explanations,No excuses,Under the guise of confusion,Holes poked through scars,Healed by the master healer called time,Scars…Reminders of time past,Of hours and years that have passed.Revealing the glaring spaces,Empty places,Devoid of those elements,That once formed,The very essence of who I used to be.Devoid of the pieces of me,That once set me free.All that remains,All that was salvaged from the wreckage,Are jagged and sharp edges,Cutting, bruising, bleeding,Anything and everything,Standing in it’s way.As it tries to rebuild, reset, and restart,On a journey,With no predetermined destination,But only memories,To guide it along,And walk it’s own newfound path.